Her mother jill is about 59 good body and a good looker as the father roy is 58 slightly over weight rugby fan works the normal job jill took early re...irment from the school she worked at.it all started to happen about a year ago when i seemed to notice the signs but as a guy you think am i reading them wrong ?it was a lush bank holiday end of may so my wife was going away on a hen do with a friend from work 100% trust the wife and i think she the same with me all us men have a look but i kind. She wheels around and heads off in the direction of her kitchen.I follow her there, slowly taking in the whole place, looking for signs of other guys having been around, trying to figure out what she does for a living. The house gives away no clues. At the end of the short hall she's disappeared down I arrive in a tiny kitchen. The pots hanging from a rack over the stove are shiny copper. There is a tall table like you'd find in a bar and two stools crammed in a corner. A small vase holds some. 'But just as often," she thought, rationalizing things, 'I would also finger myself to the images of rock stars and actors. Bon Jovi and Tom Cruise being two of my favorites."She stretched and checked the time. Peggy would be out another hour or so. She allowed herself to relax even more, surprised to find her drink finished. Ann rose and made herself another, not as strong as the first one, 'But, ' she chided herself, "just enough to add some flavor to the mix.'Ann yawned and thought, 'I never. “Tell me what you’re going to do.”“I’m going to call Mrs. Yamato and get her to come over here,” I panted.“Mrs. Yamato. Yes, I like that. Keep calling her Mrs. Yamato.”Mom opened her mouth and brought my cock close to it, still jacking me with her hand.“Pick up the phone and call her.”Mom nodded toward the phone on the table. As I picked it up, Mom told me to dial in Mrs. Yamato’s number which she relayed to me. As I dialed, Mom instructed me to tell Mrs. Yamato I was here alone because my.